my father,
his name is scott.
he grew up in american fork, utah his entire life.
he is the third child out of eleven. yes eleven children in his family.
he works as a finish contractor. which is basically saying once the house is all built, he puts in the rest of the things (cabinets, doors, stair railing, etc.)
he loves to watch american pickers. antiquing is possibly one of his favorite hobbies.
every year, he dresses up as santa claus and goes to parties to surprise the kids there.
he played football while in high school and loves to yell at the refs while watching it.
people tell me we have the same exact personality.
he won't hurt you unless provoked, then you're in for a beating.
i inherited his green eyes and his cute little short legs.
my mother, shari, (pronounced sherry not shah-ree.)
she's my best friend. she grew up in provo.
she is the oldest of four kids.
she has a gorgeous set of teeth.
although she straightens her hair everyday, her hair has a beautiful natural curl.
she works at costco in lehi, you know the samples? of course you do, silly question. she's in charge of all of those.
she's addicted to farmville on facebook.
she calls me at least five times a day.
everybody who meets her, already loves her.
she has been addicted to diet coke for years now, and now she has passed it on to me.
people tell me i look just like her, i consider that a compliment.
my parents were married in the salt lake temple on september 6, 1985
last year was their 25th anniversary,
yet they still act like newlyweds.
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